Chapter 12: More After Dinner Fun

“Oh, shit!” blurted out Keith as he propped himself up on one arm and looked at his watch which was lying on the little set of drawers just by his bed. The time on the watch read 9:30am ... two and half hours passed the time that Keith was aiming to be up and about by. Breakfast, he was told, would be at 7:30am and now he had missed that by a solid two hours at least. Keith ran one hand through his tassled hair them flopped back down on the bed.

It had been a warm night without the need for any clothing or sheets and Keith had slept completely naked and enjoyed totally the wonderful feel of the night air on his bare skin. As he lay there scanning down the length of his naked body he heard what sounded like the throaty cadence of a large diesel engine coming down the driveway just outside his bungalow. Keith then remembered that Gemma had told him that a bus load of holiday makers would be arriving down from Auckland at about this time as well as one or two carloads of happy campers too.

Keith was about to get up and head out to meet these new arrivals with Gemma and the rest of the permanent residents at the Narrows Nudist Camp but decided he would give it just a few moments longer. Instead, he decided he would just have a nice, slow, warm shower where he was. The little bungalow he had slept in was kitted out with it’s own private bathroom facilities. It was intended for any young families if they needed a bit of time out with their own children from all the excitement of their nudist holiday and this place certainly offered ‘a lot of excitement’ thought Keith as he yawned and climbed in under the shower head.